Flying

I can't believe i'm going to learn how to fly! I thought running through the halls of Hogwarts. "Ohh Sophiaaa! HURRY UP!" I called down the hall. I styled my hair to be perfect for today. Two braided pigtails with bows fastened on them. As I burst outside into the crisp morning air, I spotted the brooms. My smile fell almost instantly. They were these plain brown boring brooms that had absolutely no personality. Me being my perfectionist self, remembered that I had some spare ribbons in my pocket. I went over to my chosen broom. One where the end bristles weren't AS all over the place, and tied some pink ribbons on to the handles. I looked over my shoulder and saw Mr. Weems coming over. At this point Sophia and some other girl was next to me. He told us all to say "Up" to our brooms. "UP" I shouted. "Up! Upp!" I was starting to get frustrated. Sophia's broom was already in her hand. I closed my eyes. "UP!" The girl next to me was staring. It took a few moments but I felt the cold wood of the broom in my hand. YES! I thought. We were told to mount our brooms, and slightly push off the ground. Finally something I can control. I pushed off the ground ever so slightly and hovered about 3 ft off the ground. Then I dismounted the broom and went to my next lesson for the day.